They had reached Orgrimmar, and Gandleven was proud of himself. He was ready to speak with Garrosh. As he walked slowly into the throne room of Garrosh, he saw the Lady Sylvanas Windrunner of Undercity. Something must be wrong, for the Lady never leaves the grounds of Undercity.

"Gandlevwn you are a fool!" screamed Sylvanas. Gandleven looked suprised. "Attacking King Varian? He works for Deathwing, Ragnaros, and Fandral Staghelm you idiot! Varian was with Fandral and they attacked the Undercity! It is aflame because of you" said Sylvanas, and for a moment Gandleven thought he could see a tear come from her eyes. "Garrosh sent me under command, my Lady. He ordered me to attack! And we killed Varian, or so we thought" spoke Gandleven quietly. Sylvanas glanced at Garrosh and pulled an arrow out, she held it to his neck. "HE IS DEAD BECAUSE OF THIS! Varimathras...He was burned in deadly flame and then stabbed through the heart by Varian! You are a fool, Garrosh Hellscream. Thrall had no right to make you leader, it should have gone to Vol'jin" she spoke and she pulled the arrow back and placed it in the quiver.

Gandleven felt sorry for the Banshee Queen. "And you! You could have denied Garrosh and come to your Queen. But you follow the path of war! You are thirsty for it like Garrosh, and for this you will die" as the Dark Lady said these words, she touched Gandleven's neck and squeezed what little of a soul he had left in him. As he fell to the floor she stomped on his body and he turned to dust...